I was on my way to meet some friends at the bar the other night, when I came around a turn and bam, bam crack!!. I slammed my brakes as hard as possible and backed up,and got out of the car. I had been lit up with a paintball gun and upon further inspection the little bastards were throwing golfballs also. I blazed through town looking for a cop,couldn't find one ,how ironic,so I went to the police station the next day to make a report. I had gotten off easy, another women had her window popped and ditched her car.. anyway, I now have a serious dent in my door......aaaagggghhhh

 

damn thats F-ed up! No wonder, you live in the mean streets of NY

 

man that sucks , sorry to hear about that..

 

Sounds like a job for paintless dent removal (no pun intended).

 

lol...the pun is still there.

My friend had his R egged on Halloween. Came out with some nice little dents. They actually domed out rather than in.

Kids will be kids. Don't tell me you didn't do the same stuff when you were kids...I know I did.

 

I would find them and shoot them with my paintball gun except as far as the police know my tigger stuck and it won't stop till it runs out of paint

 

Well, I DIDN'T!!!!!!!!!

 

it cant be pulled because its right on the seam of the door and the paint is already cracking off.This sucks. We used to throw walnuts and rocks, but that was different..he he